Lyrics:
rejection, so you tell me go to hell
I'm Boombastic
Tell me fantastic, touch me on the back
She says I'm Mr. Ro-
Mantic, and me fantastic
She touch me
rejection, so you tell me go to hell
I'm Boombastic
Tell me fantastic, touch me on the back
She says I'm Mr. Ro-
Mantic, and me fantastic
She touch me
ain't Randy tonight I go savage
Looking all fresh when I hoped out the coop
Circle like Cheerio running like Mario
I got the lil bitty bih in the loop
Fantasy, Mr Mr Fantasy
There's nothing but sex on the radio, next in the videos naked underagers with their necks in the merry-go-round
With their
let it goooo
Yo, they call me Mr. Intellectual, I keep a bunch of vegetables
Carrots and the broccoli, how the hell can you stop me?
Naughty by
lobs
Call me, try to shoot you, bet I miss your ass in danger
Lil' clique gettin' into the chamber like the Long Ranger
Mr. Mr. Cop, I mean Mr. fuckin'
with me and Peter
Olori
Oloriburuku
She want to carry me go work
Go go work
Go
Go
Go
Work
Asake
Mr money oh oh
( Mr money , Mr money )
Asake
Mr
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
. Banton, Mr. Banton (every day, ski, ski)
Go unload the cannon (you know what I mean)
Mr. Banton in the bando (Lamborghini, oh yeah)
Hop out the coupe,
King Lil G
Ya lets ride lets ride lets ride
Come dance for me
47 in this bitch Thats right
I want 250k up front
When you catch the enemy, you
karate
The ice on lil baby from Johnny
Allergic to them, can't let none of these niggas by me
They try me I'm hurting somebody
Open up fire but bitch we
[Michel'le]
Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer
Why do you wanna see me in a coffin, sir?
Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer
I don't wanna be layin a coffin, sir
Mr
But don't you call me that, lil' nigga, that shit come with the smoke
I'ma go, you know I'ma go (I am)
I can't commit myself to none of these hoes
of the Atlanta Georgian
I saw this little kid
Said, "Look what Leo did!"
And then she run and hid
Go on, go on, go on, go on now!
He sat down next to me
'm filling up the bleachers now with this lil' crowd
Homie what goes up must come down
I'll probably go up but I ain't coming back down
I told them that
cnd I'm in the booth with this one
Its Nell
cnd don't call me by my real
Name call me Nell
Turn me up a lil bit
This for the ones who ain't
Movie
Now I pull up with the racks out
Just made ya bitch a groupie
She wanna come suck the new me
She heard that Buck the cash cow
She know Mr 10 off
Lloyd told N.Y.P.D. who got 50 shanked
Next time when the lights go out
I'm pulling a desert eagle when the knives come out
Watch that man get ta tussling
really flow it yes I really know it Its tha nigga Quelly Quel yes I got to go in
Every time I pick up on the flow lil nigga ya I know Quelly Quel that Im
Whoever say I'm illegit, don't say that when they hear my blessing
Christians say I'm nemesis, go look at Genesis
But who cares, I'm friend with benefits
a millionaire be a be a millionaire (Lil mama come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire (Come
soldiers
But thets the type of cal i live up and hold to
Like Joe Jackson, Lil Emmo
Randy,Sir Pat, God damn
They got bigger, the list go longer
I could
mister
"Mr. fuck on your hoe" but no I can't kiss her
Can't cuff a lil' hoe cause no I can't miss her
Up on your grave I'm finna go piss
Like why niggas
Gucci break the whole block
Remixing, nigga rerock (Renix)
Them birds come in by the flock (Brrr)
Mr ice Cream man (Ice)
Mr ice Cream man (Cream)
Mr ice
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